I try to respect our leader. I really do, but once again, courtesy of The Lady Janet, a well-written, if slightly biased, article about Mr. Bush’s shortcomings: My Private Idaho – New York Times.
Update: This turned out to be a pretty rich vein, what with the reference to an old Keanu Reeves movie that I corrected in the title of this post to match the B-52s song it was named after (I think Maureen Dowd was concerned about copyright issues, but she got the point across). There’s a lot more stuff about the movie on IMDB, and be sure to check the quotes page too.
The Lady Janet and I have been looking at houses for a few weeks now, and this morning, she sent me a copy of this article: Bubble? What Bubble? (login required, but you need to be able to read the New York Times’ stuff anyway)
Please read it, it’s a hoot, and I don’t use that term lightly. In fact, I’m considering erasing “hoot” right now, so just trust me. Here’s a sample:
More important, the housing market is incredibly durable. Unlike sneakers with lights in them or monogrammed poker chips or – I believe – computers, houses are not some fad that people will any day now look at and say: “This is stupid. I don’t want mine anymore.” Housing is a basic need, not unlike shelter.
By the way, this guy is a writer on the new CBS show with Alyson Hannigan and Doogie Howser, How I Met Your Mother.
I don’t give it a second season, even if it were NBC and had someone from Friends, but it’s probably worth a look, especially since I now suspect there’s someone clever behind it, besides just having Willow.
This site’s name is fairly self-explanatory: Stuff On My Cat.
Everything you wanted to know about Buffy the Vampire Slayer, from the wonderful Wikipedia. (I stumbled on this trying to remember if War of the Worlds was originally broadcast on Halloween, but it was actually October 30th, 1938.)
Here’s an idea I saw over at Idea a Day, where ideas are free:
Allow voters in a political election to cast a vote against a candidate. Voters would still only get one vote, but each “against” vote would nullify a “for” vote.
I think this might help.
Well, I feel bad, but I just voted “No” in Excite’s online poll asking whether Mr. Bush should meet with Cindy Sheehan. Yes, she has a legitimate gripe. Yes, we don’t belong in Iraq and probably never did and need to get out. Yes, our President has not yet impressed me with an intellectual tour de force or his rapier-sharp delivery, but that doesn’t change the fact, for me, that he should not be meeting with this woman and encouraging every family member of someone we’ve lost to picket the ranch or The Whitehouse. And yes, we have no bananas.
It’s beneath the dignity of a world leader, and he has better things he should be tending to. This goes also for taking a 5-week vacation and reading Salt (see below).
So, yeah, he can invite her into the Crawford estate and talk her down for 5 weeks while he’s “off duty” and think long and hard about the boys overseas, but when the vacation’s up, I want to see plans for the budget, social security, education, homeland security, our impression on the world, our impact on the environment,and much, much more that actually make sense, morally, ethically, spiritually, financially, democratically, and every other way. Let’s have a war on poverty and homelessness, not stem cells, abortion, or gay marriage. Cripes.
Regarding Intelligent Design, I’m afraid I still fall somewhere on the side of a mystical interpretation of the anthropic principle, but I still enjoyed this article a lot: The Onion | Evangelical Scientists Refute Gravity With New ‘Intelligent Falling’ Theory. (And thanks to “romzoid” from the Sacramentals Yahoo™ group.)
Constructed of 15,000,000 popsicle sticks, The Sea Hart Viking was expected to set sail today in hopes of a Guinness world-record-making Atlantic crossing.
We here at Asparagus Pee say “bon voyage” and wish them well.
(If you click the picture, there’s a representative shot of a laminated plank being glued up out of popsicle sticks, and there’s a pretty full gallery behind the Sea Hart link above.)
Whatcha readin’ these days? I’m painfully slogging my way through Roger Penrose’s Road to Reality and cross refrencing websites and math texts to try to figure out what the heck he’s on about and getting caught back up on polar representations of complex variables in the complex plane, with the goal of truly understanding Euler’s Formula.
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, here’s what our majoritorially popular misunderestimated philospher king is taking with him on a 5-week vacation: Newsday.com: Bush Salts His Summer With Eclectic Reading List.
(A colleague at work sent me a link to this article as an inside joke because I use Salt as the archetype for things we sell a lot of where I just can’t understand the appeal – we’ve sold around 200 copies of the audiobook on cassettes and CDs at $40-50 each, and it’s around a 15-hour listen. I gave up 3 or 4 tapes in.)